Sharon simply nodded to Carol as the woman stormed out to get some air and probably more drinks. As much as the latter concerned Sharon, she envied having the option to tell Tony off and go drink.
Instead, she looked at Tony in all his self-congratulatory pride and gloat. Did it even matter if she said no? It wasn't like the words or reasoning would reach Tony, since the logic wasn't wrapped around him. She folded her datapad and settled the same stone-faced and unimpressed expression she worse when dealing with the UN delegates and bureaucrats screaming at her. "You are on probation, Mr. Stark, until the right scientists and medical technicians tell me you are not a threat to yourself or others. House arrest in this facility begins now. And since the technology you insisted on injecting into yourself is ours, you are now property of SHIELD. Meaning, you disobey or put my people at risk, I am legally allowed to take it all out with a grapefruit spoon." Knowing the load of ego and bullshit about to be unloaded on her, she followed Carol's path out and away from the reckless genius.